Tea-cup full
SitLets’ talk banter—fatuous, vacuousthis will mean more to metomorrow,later, in a memoryDon’tLet’s not philosophizethis cup of tea doesn’t demand it,nor do I.Only fill it with silence.EnoughSense is creeping in,we have moved to another moment;no more this.Until another hello.
this is perhaps one of my favourites - the authority of the opening lines of each stanza dissolves into a half-hearted rationalization and then a soulful plea of a longing heart....spoken silently, almost to oneself. awesome rhythm, reflects the mood and heartbeat of a moment such as this.
ReplyDeleteThe sudden jump with 'Enough... Sense is creeping in' breaks the authority of the first two stanzas. Is it intentional? The tea-cup is endowed with a lot of silent power here. I like.
ReplyDeletePowerful. The authority of each line fascinatingly eliminates the possibility of any imagined dialogue. The matter-of-fact style yields a powerful expression of consolation and defiance.
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